RAIN
Rain,
the wash of rain,
perfect at times,
but sometimes
rain can drain
even the optimist
amongst us.
Yet it washes
sidewalks, cleans
buildings, provides
hope to the hopeless,
and tells all of us,
there is new life coming.
Hey, without water,
we wouldn’t be here.
Without water, we
wouldn’t exist. Without
water we couldn’t pray,
Without water, we wouldn’t
yell out to you our God,
“I thirst.” And you wouldn’t
have had been able to say,
“If anyone thirsts, let them
come to me!”
© Andy Costello, Reflections, 2014
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